Patti Masterman


Fraught In Flame And Framed By Time - Poem by Patti Masterman

Fraught in flame and framed by time,
I see your face by the candle's light;
And mercy accumulated, from many small acts
Composes your expression, and makes it soft.

You wear gentleness like others wear flowers,
You count love by actions, not hours;
Your callouses are knots, on a rosary of care,
When you enter in a room, patience takes a chair.

Noble intentions, steeped in palpable grace,
Eyes cast down, when any murmuring goes on;
Against friend or brother; you've naught to say,
Gentle your step upon the world, each day.

In a thousand worlds, are you present there?
Between the dimensions, singing like wind,
Breaking disappointment, and pouring out love:
Light in your eyes, your heart a treasure-trove.

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, April 24, 2010

Poem Edited: Saturday, May 1, 2010


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